[ he's stroking his back, long and slow and gentle, kissing his eyelids and his cheeks. he's quiet, tangling his limbs with his before he's reaching for the wet wipes on the nightstand to clean them up so they can rest.
he takes care to clean him, pulling off the condom and tying it off, setting it aside. it still bothers him that his beloved still wears such a thing, but he's stopped mentioning it; better that than nothing at all.
he nuzzles against him, closing his eyes. ]
Good. The demons that you have... we can fight them together.
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he takes care to clean him, pulling off the condom and tying it off, setting it aside. it still bothers him that his beloved still wears such a thing, but he's stopped mentioning it; better that than nothing at all.
he nuzzles against him, closing his eyes. ]
Good. The demons that you have... we can fight them together.